Chapter 13 — The Light Outside The Door

This man, two years ago, signed a divorce agreement that was definitely like that. Now kiss me and cherish me like you would a fragile treasure. Worth it. Let go of the habit of "there is no such thing as regret". Do you regret it now? He stepped back a bit. Forehead still pressed against forehead. "Regret." As if hearing my heart. "Starting from the day you left, every day, every second." I pinched his ear. Chill. How long has this guy been waiting outside? “Let's go.” I said, “Go home.” He took my hand. Ten fingers clasped tightly. Pulled my suitcase, walked out with big strides. The sunlight shines on us. The March wind was still a bit cold, but his palm was very warm. What happened next happened very quickly. The remarriage procedure was completed in the second week. No wedding ceremony — I complained, he said "it's up to you". But he tattooed an extremely thin line on his ring finger. I asked him what tattoo he had. He opened his hands for me to see. It's an auspicious flower. So small that it's almost invisible. But it is deeply engraved into the flesh. Never fade forever. I looked at his hand. Looked for a long time. Then reach out your left hand. “Schedule a tattoo for me.” He was stunned. Immediately after that he took my hand and wrapped it in his palm. He bowed his head and gently kissed the tip of my finger. Say nothing. But I feel the corner of his lips smiling. On my finger. Warm. Like a promise.——A promise that you owed me two years ago, and from now on you will never be absent again.【END】